Let’s journey with known mischief-maker Bill Peebles ’70 and several compatriots who for unclear reasons decided to climb down into the Rice storm sewer one evening in the late ’60s. Maybe, like climbing Everest, they did it just because it was there.
They descend here after removing the grate in the stadium parking lot. Uninviting, but I’d give it a try:
The occasion must be commemorated. Is this still there? I can probably find out.
Taking a break:
Finally they ascend to a warm welcome in the same place they started. Everyone seems to be smiling:
I’m not sure what would happen to you if you tried this today, although I think it’s much harder to get down there now.
Bonus: There’s a lot going on underneath us.
